How can it be, that the things I have saw, but am disconnected from, are real? They do not seem real and this disconnection from them, ignorance? I have heard of ignorance, saw its terrible touch in action, yet existing with it, so easy? What recourse do I have, other than to accept my faults and live a harder, more aware life? I can continue to live easy, easily. I can continue to allow my choices to be rooted in ignorance, easily. I can allow myself to be a creature of convenience.. But I will not, because I am drawn to complexity.. I am drawn to examine consequence, because easy and hard are only contextual things. Once you perform hard things, they become easier, taking what you perceive as hard and turning it onto its head.. Progression.